I feel like a puzzle with missing pieces
I don't know when I ever felt whole
Perhaps I was the day I was born, but I'll never know
But now my life seems fragmented
Like a puzzle that is in many pieces
And I cannot find the missing parts
I have been slowly reconstructing it all back together
Sometimes, nothing seems to fit any way I try
And, in my rage and sadness, I find myself wanting and lacking
Perhaps, none of us are meant to be whole
But our lives are filled with "holes" instead
So we know we need to rely on others
Relying on others so we are humbled
That we don't have it all together
And in our need, we shall reach out
In that way, my brokenness is a blessing
For it bannishes my foolish pride
And lets me know I am only human
It lets me know I need God
I am but a part of a bigger picture
Even if I do not have all the answers I want
Dec 8, 2010
Dec 8, 2010 at 11:58 AM UTC
I feel like a puzzle with missing pieces
I don't know when I ever felt whole
Perhaps I was the day I was born, but I'll never know
But now my life seems fragmented
Like a puzzle that is in many pieces
And I cannot find the missing parts
I have been slowly reconstructing it all back together
Sometimes, nothing seems to fit any way I try
And, in my rage and sadness, I find myself wanting and lacking
Perhaps, none of us are meant to be whole
But our lives are filled with "holes" instead
So we know we need to rely on others
Relying on others so we are humbled
That we don't have it all together
And in our need, we shall reach out
In that way, my brokenness is a blessing
For it bannishes my foolish pride
And lets me know I am only human
It lets me know I need God
I am but a part of a bigger picture
Even if I do not have all the answers I want
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